The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Jiang Beiyu first broke the silence, "Are you awake?"

Su Nanzhi saw that Jiang Beiyu had changed into an outfit, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I can explain about last night."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

"Okay, don't explain, just come down to clean up and come eat when you get up."

Su Nanzhi was interrupted by his words.

OK.

Teacher Jiang seemed to have a shadow of last night.

Su Nanzhi returned to her room, took a shower immediately, changed her clothes, put the changed clothes into the washing machine and pressed the start button, and then went downstairs.

It was already around twelve noon.

She finally woke up one day at meal time.

Mr. Jiang's expression was natural, no different from usual, he still made people eat it like raising piglets.

Su Nanzhi didn't have any problems with food.

His cheeks bulged and tried hard to swallow the food in his mouth.

Jiang Beiyu: Eating and broadcasting is really good.

Su Nanzhi also never expected that there would be a scene between her and Mr. Jiang, "I treat you as a teacher, but you treat me as a food and broadcast anchor".

"Su Nanzhi, you woke up so early today, what are your plans?" Jiang Beiyu said suddenly while eating.

Waking up at noon, quite early.

Su Nanzhi didn't notice the pitfalls in Jiang Beiyu's words, "...sleep?"

Then she saw Teacher Jiang showing a devilish smile, "The sun is so bright today, how about we do the set of questions?"

Su Nanzhi: "?"

not so good.

"Teacher Jiang, education can't be so pleasing to the eye," Sunan Zhi said earnestly, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

Jiang Beiyu glanced at her, "Continue talking."

Su Nanzhi: "I don't have a good rest and my brain doesn't work well. The efficiency of doing the questions is only low, and you don't have a sense of accomplishment in teaching. It's so boring."

Jiang Beiyu: "...is that your reason?"

Before Su Nanzhi could say the next sentence, Jiang Beiyu: "Don't worry, the teacher has received professional teaching education and knows what is called combining work and rest."

Su Nanzhi: No, Mr. Jiang, you don't understand.

Teacher Jiang, who took the teacher qualification test after only reading the book for a few days, couldn't understand the concept of combining work and rest.

She would rather listen to Lao Lin's whole day's class than to Jiang Beiyu's one-day competition class, it was too exhausting.

Teacher Jiang obviously doesn't know what kindness is.

After Su Nanzhi finished eating, Jiang Beiyu fooled her into picking up the exercises.

The first half was okay, but in the second half, Jiang Beiyu seemed to be talking about it, and he talked about the function problem and brought her to the problem he studied when he was a graduate student.

There was only one sentence left in Su Nanzhi's mind the whole time: Master, don't read it, don't read it! ! !

For the first time in my life, I was so embarrassed by a math problem.

It was only then that Su Nanzhi could see that Mr. Jiang's usual torment in class, the questions that people could see the answers at a glance had to turn over and over again to show the problem-solving process step by step.

Although everyone called Jiang Beiyu the devil in class, no one gave negative comments to his class, and even every student's ability had a rough arc in his mind.

Among them, Su Nanzhi was the one he gave the highest evaluation.

"What do we use to solve the problem in the second step?" Mr. Jiang gave a sample problem.

Su Nanzhi's eyes were empty: "...L'Hopital's Law."

"Well, that's right." Teacher Jiang watched Su Nanzhi write down the process of solving the problem, and nodded in satisfaction.